Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.
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Our son Josh was going back to university for a new year, and he had a lot of stuff to take. It was just over an hour's drive, and we reckoned we had two car loads of his stuff that he would need. We had managed to get Josh a room in a shared house. The room was his own, they shared kitchen, bathroom and living room. Paul, my husband, and I spent a good hour trying to cram as much in as we could, the plan was to get up there, drop Josh and his stuff off, and then come back home for a second load, and then basically leave him to it.
We tried getting the stuff into the car, but we really didn't have a big car and it was looking as if it would be three journeys, and possibly four, and Josh didn't have a car at all. Luckily the Uni was near to his shared house so he could walk.
"Look," Paul said, "if we use the front seat and fold the back seat down, then we can get a lot more in, but that only leaves room for one passenger."
"That means a lot more time spent unloading at the other end Paul," I said, "why don't we do that, but I sit on Josh's lap, it is only an hour, and then there are three of us to do the unloading, it will be much quicker."
"I think I can cope for an hour with mum on my lap," Josh said.
"Okay, let's try it," Paul said.
Josh sat on the single seat in the back, and I eased myself onto his lap. It seemed okay to me.
"I think that will be okay dad," Josh said, "It's only an hour."
I got off Josh and then out of the car, Josh followed, and we finished cramming as much stuff as we could into the car. Paul stopped at the petrol station as we left and as he topped up the petrol, I went in and bought some sandwiches, drinks and crisps, we would need fuel ourselves after we had finished unpacking at the other end.
As the journey progressed, I became more and more uncomfortable sitting on Josh's legs and started wriggling to make myself comfortable. This had an unfortunate effect on Josh as he gained an erection which was painfully protruding up between my cheeks. I tried to ignore it but not only was it a little painful, but it was pulsing, and that had an unfortunate effect on me and my own state of arousal.
This was ridiculous, as much as I knew that Josh couldn't really help it, he was twenty years old, and someone wiggling in his lap was frankly going to cause a state of arousal. I knew that. But I was nearly fifty and I should not get aroused by my son, absolutely not, but frankly I should be able to control myself more.
I found myself holding my breath, breathing in but not out. I gasped a couple of times, trying to stifle them was difficult.
"All alright in the back? Paul asked from the front.
"It isn't the most comfortable to be honest, but I will survive, just try and avoid the potholes." I replied.
"All okay for me dad," Josh added.
The next bit of road was in need of repair, and I found myself bouncing around on Josh's lap. I tried to manage it by bracing with my arms, but I was only able to get a steady grip on the door, my other hand had only all of Josh's gubbins to hang on to. I swear that if had been wearing less, then the situation would have been very different.
One big pothole and Josh jolted up, almost going where he really shouldn't, my body reacting the way I didn't want, my gasp was much louder and I was desperately trying to control matters. I couldn't. My pressures were building, my electrics were charging, oh my God this was ridiculous.
"Sorry baby," I said to Paul, "all this jiggling, I really could do with the loo."
"Okay sweetie, there is one in just a mile, I'll pull in."
I was trying to lift myself off Josh's lap as much as I could. That seemed to stop matters getting worse, but it didn't ease them. I was holding on -- just.
Paul pulled in and parked, I got out of the car and hurried to the Ladies. I grabbed a cubicle at the end and almost wrenched my knickers off, the crotch was soaking. My hand dived down and I slid my finger along my crease and then inside and wiggled. My other hand was busy too, a finger also in my crease but going upwards, and as I touched my clitoris my body just exploded, an orgasm erupting sending pleasures throughout my body, my toes tingling along with my ears, my fanny clamping hard on my finger.
Eventually my body relaxed, I slipped my finger out of my fanny and wiped myself with toilet tissue. I took some tissue and folded it into a pad and as I pulled my wet knickers back up, I placed the pad in the gusset. Hopefully that would dry my knickers and insulate me a little from the arousing effect of a hard dick in my crotch.
I washed and dried my hands and then went back out to the car.
"All okay sweetie," Paul asked, "crumbs you are a bit red in the face."
"Yes love, totally fine, I had a bit of a sneezing fit, I breathed in someone's cigarette smoke as I went passed them, I think that triggered my nose."
Where had this woman come from that could lie so easily to her husband? I looked to see if I could find anything that I could put on Josh's lap to act as a sort of barrier, but everything was packed. Oh well, I would just have to get better at controlling myself. As I settled it seemed that Josh's erection had receded somewhat, and I didn't have his hard dick sticking in my crotch.
The rest of the journey went okay, nothing untoward in the crotch department and we arrived at the house share in good time. I was still a little uncomfortable in the knicker department and nipped to the loo to wash my fanny and change the paper tissue pad. The boys were getting in with getting stuff unloaded into Josh's room, and I began to help with the easy to handle squashy bags. We soon had it all in the room, and so sat down to eat our sandwiches. Lunch was very welcome.
"Why don't I go back and grab another car load and you stay here and help Josh unpack. I will be able to get more in if there is only me in the car."
"Oh, are you sure that you will be able to carry stuff on your own?"
"Yes, all the big stuff came in this first load, hence you having to sit on Josh's lap."
"Well, okay, if you're sure."
Paul checked he had his house keys and phone and headed off. I just lay back on the sofa and drank my drink and looked at the mass of boxes and bags all over the floor. Crumbs, we had a task ahead of us.
